Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ghost. Ghost.
Ghost. When I was mortall, my Annointed body
Ghost. By thee was punched full of holes;
Ghost. Thinke on the Tower, and me: Dispaire, and dye,
Ghost. Harry the sixt, bids thee dispaire, and dye.
Ghost. To Richm.
Ghost. Vertuous and holy be thou Conqueror:
Ghost. Harry that prophesied thou should'st be King,
Ghost. Doth comfort thee in sleepe: Liue, and flourish.
Ghost. t
Ghost. Enter
Ghost. The Life and Death of Richard the Third.
Ghost. Enter the Ghost of Clarence.
Ghost. Let me sit heauy in thy soule to morrow.
Ghost. I that was wash'd to death with Fulsome Wine:
Ghost. Poore Clarence by thy guile betray'd to death:
Ghost. To morrow in the battell thinke on me,
Ghost. And fall thy edgelesse Sword, dispaire and dye.